logicallefty said:I smell fish
smell of fish probably comes from your ex's pvssy
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
logicallefty said:I smell fish
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
hahahahahah..........eh thanks for noticing.......your sharp you areColette said:Yeah I am as ladyboy as your mother![]()
Excellent! Job done! youve achieved what you wanted by breaking up! you got your wish!rawson-1992 said:What happen if the girl you broke up with goes no contact with you!?
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
I didn't want to break up...Dtsm3 said:Excellent! Job done! youve achieved what you wanted by breaking up! you got your wish!
Yes, it did actually. And yours too.Colette said:
smell of fish probably comes from your ex's pvssy![]()
Oh sorry my friend, I thought you ment that you dumped her.rawson-1992 said:I didn't want to break up...
logicallefty said:Yes, it did actually. And yours too.
Read this: http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?t=217034
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
:crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup:Colette said:and your mother`s
Sailing the Amazon and gathering skulls sounds like a pretty sweet deal. I suggest you talk to people about it at the bar over a game of pool.Cheeks said:So...my ex who dumped me after an abortion 6 months ago has a boyfriend now. I haven't talked to her in months so how do I know? She updates her twitter with how much she is in love with him and how perfect he is.
I can't stop looking. I've tried, I really have. But its just so dark right now. I am utterly alone. I have no women in my life, no friends nearby. No opportunities to meet women. I go to work, rot in traffic, and then try to pass the time when I get home. When I go out I end up sitting at a bar alone looking pathetic.
She doesn't even know I look at her twitter feed. She has just completely tossed me out, like I was nothing. How can this be? I honestly don't understand it. I feel like I'll never be OK again.
I've been so lonely and isolated for so long that I really think I'm losing my mind. I read about death cults, man-eating lions....I drink hard alcohol and pass out on my floor. Anything that will just help me get through the day. I applied for volunteering positions at local nursing homes...none of them responded back. I am completely invisible to the world.
Why am I such a faggot? Do I just kill myself? Become a monk? Bank robber? Sail the Amazon and gather a collection of skulls then die penniless in a Portugese mining town?
Don't have people to talk to. I deleted my Twitter account today so I couldn't have a means of viewing hers. Now I don't even have my 2 twitter friends that I've never met in real life lol.finickywake said:Sailing the Amazon and gathering skulls sounds like a pretty sweet deal. I suggest you talk to people about it at the bar over a game of pool.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Well, you can talk to us. Twitter's gay. Go to the gym.Cheeks said:Don't have people to talk to. I deleted my Twitter account today so I couldn't have a means of viewing hers. Now I don't even have my 2 twitter friends that I've never met in real life lol.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.